No hope for eternal life

After the eight-hour break, Mu Changsheng returned to the audience and asked Xiang Muxun: "Did you fight with Guan Yunbei?"

"I have fought thirteen times and have not met Guan Yunbei yet." Mu Xun shook his head and replied. Because of the rules of the competition, no one is afraid of getting injured, so people often get injured. The progress of the competition is not as fast as imagined.

"You have already fought thirteen games." Mu Changsheng sighed softly. He counted and found that he had only fought ten games, and there were fourteen games left.

At the same time, the first round of competitions in the five arenas was over, and the county lieutenant loudly announced the list of the next round of competitions: "Ring No. 1: Mu Xun vs. Guan Yunbei, Ring No. 2: Bai Xuanyu vs. Mu Changsheng..."

Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun looked at each other after hearing this. This round of competition was very important to both of them. If Mu Changsheng could win this competition, even if he lost to Guan Yunbei in the later competition, he could still get a relatively stable third place. Similarly, if Mu Xun could defeat Guan Yunbei, it would basically mean that he had won the first place in advance, because several other powerful enemies such as Bai Xuanyu and Han Tao had already been defeated by Mu Xun's sword.

"Come on." "Come on." Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun bumped fists, cheered each other up, and then they both went on stage.

On the stage, Bai Xuanyu was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, holding a folding fan, still dressed like a gentleman. When he saw Mu Changsheng coming on stage, he closed his fan and saluted: "Brother Mu, please teach me."

"Brother Bai, please." Mu Changsheng also clasped his fists in return. Bai Xuanyu's endless trump cards left a deep impression on him, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

At the same time, Mu Changsheng also knew that this round of competition was equally important to Bai Xuanyu, because the opponent must be as ambitious as him to be in the top three, and he must also strive for victory in this round.

As usual, the referee checked Mu Changsheng's talisman and officially announced the start of the competition.

At the beginning of the competition, Mu Changsheng was still the same. He took out a talisman to summon spirits and bless himself.

On the other side, Bai Xuanyu used the folding fan in his hand to repeatedly point to various parts of his body. Every time he pointed, a pure magic power would surge out from the folding fan and cover Bai Xuanyu's body.

Mu Changsheng was not surprised to see this scene, he had already learned from Mu Xun that Bai Xuanyu was using the folding fan to set up an array on himself. Since it was an array for himself, it was naturally an enhancement array, which was similar to Mu Changsheng's summoning talisman and could also temporarily improve the cultivator's cultivation and physical realm.

In this way, the physical realm of the two of them was almost on the same level again, and Mu Changsheng was far inferior in cultivation.

Mu Changsheng was not in a hurry to use the second summoning talisman. Although that could help him suppress Bai Xuanyu in terms of physical body, it was also possible that Bai Xuanyu would deliberately delay time, which would easily put him in a passive position.

So, after using a spirit-summoning talisman, Mu Changsheng took out nine golden arrow talismans, which turned into nine golden arrows and attacked Bai Xuanyu, intending to test him first.

Bai Xuanyu's technique and speed in setting up the formation were very fast. He was only half a beat slower than Mu Changsheng in using the spirit-summoning talisman and he completed the formation to bless himself. With the help of this formation, his strength has greatly increased.

Therefore, facing Mu Changsheng's golden arrow attack, Bai Xuanyu was not panicked at all. He casually waved the folding fan in his hand, fanning out wind blades and easily dissolving the attacks of the nine golden arrows.

After resolving Mu Changsheng's attack, Bai Xuanyu still did not stop waving his fan, and several wind blades were still flying straight towards Mu Changsheng's face.

Seeing this, Mu Changsheng took out nine golden arrow talismans again and destroyed the wind blades that Bai Xuanyu attacked with, preventing him from getting close. He knew that the opponent could use the wind blades to set up an array, so for the sake of caution, he must not let the opponent's wind blades get close to him.

Seeing Mu Changsheng being so cautious, Bai Xuanyu roughly understood his intention. So, Bai Xuanyu slightly changed his tactics and continued to fan, but this time his wind blades were no longer all directed at Mu Changsheng, but a part of them went towards the uninhabited area around Mu Changsheng.

"Go." Mu Changsheng kept activating the golden arrow talisman. In addition to destroying the wind blades that attacked him, he even did not let go of the wind blades in the uninhabited area in the distance, just to prevent Bai Xuanyu from forming a formation. He was cautious to the end.

Bai Xuanyu shook his head helplessly when he saw this. Mu Changsheng was so cautious, it was indeed impossible for him to set up the formation with a folding fan.

"It seems that the victory or defeat will still depend on fists and feet." Bai Xuanyu said slowly.

"It seems to be the case." Mu Changsheng nodded and replied, agreeing with Bai Xuanyu's words.

Bai Xuanyu hung the folding fan around his waist. When fighting with Han Tao, he still dared to hold the fan in one hand and fight the enemy with one hand. If he continued to hold the fan and occupy one hand at this time, it would seem a bit arrogant.

"Please." Bai Xuanyu said with a fist again.

"Please." Mu Changsheng also clasped his fists in return.

The next moment, the two of them rose from the ground like cannonballs and rushed towards each other. Then, their right fists collided fiercely.

"Bang." The powerful air wave caused the two men to retreat dozens of steps each, and their strength was evenly matched.

The next moment, Mu Changsheng rushed towards Bai Xuanyu again. Now that their bodies were equal, it depended on who could last longer. Mu Changsheng was not afraid at all because he still had a chance to use the summoning talisman for the second time.

On the other side, Bai Xuanyu took light steps and opened and closed his hands like two iron doors, meeting the iron fist of Mu Changsheng's attack. He faced it head-on without fear, as if he also had something to rely on.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Muffled sounds continued to be heard from the No. 2 arena where Mu Changsheng and Bai Xuanyu were. This was the battle between the body-refining monks. Every punch hit the flesh and it was very exciting.

Time kept passing, Mu Changsheng and Bai Xuanyu kept countering each other's moves, their feet kept moving during the fight, they almost walked to every corner of the ring, and each of them suffered a lot of injuries.

"Something's wrong." Mu Changsheng gradually became alert. The two of them fought all the way across the ring, exchanging punches countless times. Overall, Mu Changsheng still had a slight advantage in a few punches, but Bai Xuanyu seemed to ignore it and continued to exchange punches, giving him a feeling of confidence.

"Could it be that Bai Xuanyu is confident that his blessing formation can be more effective than my spirit-summoning talisman?" Mu Changsheng guessed in his heart. This was also the most reasonable explanation he could think of at the moment.

Just when Mu Changsheng was considering whether to use the second summoning talisman, Bai Xuanyu finally changed his tactics. After another punch with Mu Changsheng, he used the force to retreat repeatedly, widening the distance between the two.

Mu Changsheng frowned slightly when he saw this, but he did not rush forward. He wanted to see what Bai Xuanyu was going to do.

"Brother Mu, please don't blame me for winning unfairly." Bai Xuanyu took out the folding fan again and spoke slowly. What he said was surprisingly similar to what Mu Xun had said to Mu Changsheng before.

Mu Changsheng was quite puzzled when he heard this. Where did Bai Xuanyu get his confidence from? Was he sure that he would win?

But Mu Changsheng soon understood where Bai Xuanyu got his confidence from. He saw Bai Xuanyu waving the folding fan in his hand, and a semicircular green light shield instantly rose from the ground and enveloped himself in it.

Mu Changsheng was shocked when he saw the familiar scene. A thought popped up in his mind: "Formation, when did he set up the formation?"

Immediately afterwards, Mu Changsheng quickly regained his composure. The reality was that he was trapped in the formation. It would be a waste of time to consider how the other party had set up the formation. What he had to do now was to race against time. Otherwise, once the other party set up another formation outside the formation, he would be exhausted and defeated if the cycle continued over and over again.